I am very capable of being social. Sometimes, shockingly so. I can hold a conversation.I can work a room.I can facilitate a meeting.I can make small talk with a stranger.I can be warm, funny, present, engaged, and socially functional in a way that suggests I have, at some point, read the manual. But only if […]
High school sex education taught me a lot. Honestly, probably more than it taught some straight men. I learned about periods.I learned about pregnancy.I learned about contraception.I learned about vaginas, ovaries, fallopian tubes, cervical mucus, and the general logistics of heterosexual reproduction. At this point, I have explained parts of the female reproductive system to […]
In my last blog, I wrote about the running joke that gay men don’t know how to sit properly. The theory was simple. Maybe some of us spent so many of our formative years trying not to sit a certain way, move a certain way, talk a certain way, or give too much away, that […]
There’s a running joke that gay men don’t know how to sit properly. And honestly? Fair. We do have a tendency to approach chairs less like furniture and more like an abstract concept. One leg tucked under us.One arm thrown over the back.Sideways.Diagonal.Perched.Folded.Draped.Somewhere between “Victorian fainting couch” and “injured flamingo.” Put a gay man in […]
I’ve recently moved into a new role at work. Another promotion. Very exciting. Very grown-up. Very “please update the organisational chart.” My new title is: Operational Excellence Lead. Which sounds important. It sounds like I should be walking through an airport in a navy suit while someone waits nearby holding an iPad with my surname […]
Controversial opinion, but if you don’t have a face pic on Grindr, Scruff, or any gay app, you might actually be opening yourself up to more rejection later. I know.Bold. Brave. Potentially unpopular. But hear me out. Because when there’s no face pic, people don’t stop imagining what you look like. They just start building […]
A mutual friend once decided I needed a holiday romance. You know the kind of friend. Equal parts cupid and chaos agent. The sort who sees two gay men in the same country and goes, “Oh my god, you’d be perfect for each other.” And for a brief moment, we kind of were. I was […]
I have a confession to make: I love MomTok. Or at least, what I think is called MomTok. Mums who become content creators. Domestic influencers. Women with ring lights, label makers, and the kind of kitchen storage systems that suggest either incredible organisation or a quiet cry for help. Now, I’m 36, so I do […]
There’s a strange thing that happens when something special becomes too available. It stops feeling special. Which sounds obvious, but apparently it takes a month of Messina specials being available all at once for me to realise I have very strong feelings about scarcity, anticipation, and gelato-based community engagement. Because the Messina special was never […]
As Pride Month comes to an end, it feels like the right time to say something slightly controversial but hopefully understood in the spirit it’s intended. Every year at work, someone asks me if I want a company Pride shirt. And every year, I say no. Not aggressively.Not dramatically.Not in a way that suggests I’m […]
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